Friday, February 5, 2010

'Alphabet Game' before the V-Day

Finally after a long hiatus, I seem to be shooting things on target. The last few words need not be given some serious thought. The crux of the matter lies much ahead.

I had a crush on B. I even had a crush on S. No doubt, the biggest of them was with an A. Then came P, then R, and it all finally got crushed in my chemical romance with the Chemical Brothers. (Mind you all these belonged to the female gender.)

*Back to Normal*

Apart from being literally obsessed with myself, I always had something for the letter A. It all started with an A some years ago. It even continued with the same A for quite some years, but it never ended with that same A after so many years.

Another V-Day coming in the same dull, dry, desiccate R-Land, where I keep humming the Floyd’s Number, “Wish you were here”! Hopes can’t be belittled. Neither they should be. However still I feel wish you were here.

Some wishes can never be made realities. However these days Zeitgeist is pushing me more and more into “Management” thing. Time’s surely going to explain it. No need of making things more complicated at the moment. The crux of the matter is yet to be continued!

Anyways, 4 days after the V-Day, there is one hell of a D-Day. The Day when there is a sudden urge to watch Sitcoms, play Games, listen to a new stock of songs, sleep, and talk a lot. No doubt, the miserable Mid-Terms are around the corner.


P.S: Things otherwise are pretty cool! Many things to write about, however I always end up writing on something that I wish I could read after some 20 years, and then deduce what it was and cherish these very moments. I know these could be traits of insanity!

P.P.S : I wish I could always end up with an A (grades, I mean). Though Pun could hardly be intended here!

P.P.P.S: I wish I could end up with any of these (C, A, B, I, L) immediately after my stay at R gets completed.

P4s: My Management Manic Disorder (MMD) has just begun!

P5S: The full initials of any name were not preferred because of the irrational fear of letting that person know the true identity. However, many could have deciphered it!

P6S: If this post went over your head, let me help you with that. This is just a prologue. Watch out for the rest!

Cheers! Ciao …